I slapped his chest. "No, I don't love that you're so rude. That's the reason why I hate you."

"You said that you loved me yesterday," he smiled.

"I said I liked the nice Nathan. I never said I loved you," I smiled back.

"You still love me though," he chuckled.

"Because I would love an arsehole," I said sarcastically. "Nathan, I'm not an idiot, so I wouldn't ever love you."

"You will someday," he winked. 

I rolled my eyes. "No, I really won't. I'd love Max before I'd love you."

"Ouch. Why am I the last resort?" Max called.

"Max, you know I love you!" I called back.

"Oh, so there is a chance in you loving me; you said you loved Max, so it'll be me next," Nathan grinned.

"You're so desperate," I laughed.

"I'm desperate? Oh alright then," Nathan joked. 

"Yes, you're desperate," I chuckled. He rolled his eyes and turned away from me. I looked back out of the window. 

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The car pulled to a halt and Max got out; then came round to the back and slid the door open. Samantha climbed out first, and I followed. Siva made his way round to the back and pulled a case out. The one he had used when I programmed the robots. I looked around and realised we were underground. A few cars were parked at the end of the car park, but other than that it was empty. Max started towards a door, so we all followed. We were greeted there by a largely built man in a suit and dark glasses. Max showed him a card, so he nodded, stepped to the side and pushed the door open. We walked through and came out onto a balcony overlooking a train platform. “Wait here,” Max said and walked off, through a door to our left. He appeared below us seconds later.

“Why did you want to be part of our group, anyway?” Nathan asked, moving closer to me. I stepped forwards and leant on the barrier.

“Why do you care?” I asked.

“Just wondering,” he replied. I rolled my eyes. He stepped forwards and leant on the barrier next to me. “Lex, is there something you aren’t telling me?”

I looked up at the ceiling. “No. It’s nothing.”

“When a girl says something’s nothing, they always mean there’s something going on. Just tell me, please Alexis,” he pleaded.

I turned to him. “Just don’t bug me. I said it’s nothing so you don’t need to worry. It’s done now, so you don’t need to know.”

“Alex, I don’t want to bug you; you know that, but I’m worried,” he said. I rolled my eyes and turned away from him again. “You’re different,” he said, “not like the Alexis I knew yesterday.”

“Yeah, you only knew me yesterday. How do you know that I’m not putting it on?” I asked. “For all you know is I could be a stone cold killer.”

“But I looked you up. You aren’t dangerous...”

“I’m a hacker, Nathan. I can do what I like. I could make a fake profile for myself. You of all people should know that. I don’t want to scare you, but I’m sure there are demons in my head. Why else would I want to go against a team that could kill me?”

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